Life of Being a Crown Prince in France-Chapter 575 - 486: The Rift in the Jacobins

Dibor looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince with a calm and light expression, as if he understood something, and nodded hesitantly:

"Yes, Your Highness, at 3 o’clock we still have to hear Baron Astunodi’s embezzlement case..."

"Then I... won’t have tea. I, I must return to the High Court now."

"Please help me see Dibor out," Joseph signaled to Eman and smiled at Dibor, "Oh, and please don’t forget what I’ve told you before, to use your discretion in the case of the Count of Norfolk and the others, considering they have exposed others."

Dibor paused, originally thinking that the Crown Prince was simply following the usual practice of turning a blind eye to Great Nobles, but it seemed the Crown Prince likely knew in advance that corrupt officials would expose others in court.

His forehead broke out in cold sweat again, as if he had learned something formidable.

"Yes, Your Highness, I will definitely judge fairly," his thoughts racing, he quickly added another sentence,

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"Besides... after the trial, I merely had lunch and did not go anywhere else."

Joseph nodded in satisfaction. Dibor’s words implied that he had not come to his place, meaning he wouldn’t link himself to the exposure of the corrupt officials. He was indeed someone who deeply understood political rules.

In the afternoon, the hearings at the High Court continued, but the judges like Dibor hearing the corruption cases were no longer as flustered as they were earlier.

Facing the ceaseless exposure by those officials, they simply ordered the Clerk to carefully record everything and then announced that the hearing would be postponed.

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In a cafe across the street from the High Court, Mara tapped the newspaper on the table while looking at the excited citizens outside the window, and remarked with sentiment: "Although I don’t know how His Royal Highness the Crown Prince found out about the corrupt officials, it’s clear that he was right."

He looked at Demulan across from him and shook his head smilingly: "The number of corrupt officials he has uncovered by himself exceeds the workload of the Investigation Bureau for an entire year. Following this trend, within a few years, he could clean up all those dirty officials.

"I must admit, in fighting corruption, he is the true guardian of the French people."

Demulan was surprised that Mr. Mara, who always opposed the Royal Family, could have such an attitude towards the Crown Prince, but he immediately nodded in agreement.

In fact, after joining the Justice Investigation Department not long before, he had come to greatly admire the Crown Prince, merely refraining from expressing it due to Mara’s dislike for the Royal Family.

"The Crown Prince, His Royal Highness, is indeed very different from those vampires," he said excitedly,

"I, I heard that the abolition of noble privileges, and allowing peasants to redeem their land, were all promoted behind the scenes by him."

Grasping the newspaper that had published a large list of exposed officials, his eyes shone: "Now, he has taken action against the bureaucrats.

"Perhaps we should fully support him!

"At least from what I’ve seen, he has made France more just and prosperous, and the people are better off than before..."

Mara sighed and interrupted him, "We cannot betray our beliefs! Although he has done many beneficial things, he could turn into a tyrant at any moment!

"Just like Louis XIV, in the late period of his reign, didn’t all his previous brilliant achievements end up becoming heavy suffering for the people?"

He punctuated his words: "Only a government established by the people’s mandate can guarantee eternal justice and fairness. We need a constitution, human rights, freedom! Not to rely on the charity of a King or his son!"

Hearing this, Demulan stood up excitedly and said aloud: "Why, when faced with a perfect situation, must we shatter it because of some theory?!

"The British have a constitution, they have a Congress, but their officials are still corrupt and corrupt, and commoners are still oppressed by the lords, they are even not allowed to wander, and police would not hesitate to throw them into prison!

"I dare say that if the British Parliament were to manage France, they would not do better than the current Royal Family.

"At least, most of their land has been bought by nobles and merchants, while French peasants own much more farmland than the British!"

Mara looked at this old friend with wide eyes, feeling that he had abandoned Mr. Rousseau’s thoughts and been deceived by the Royal Family, which was an unsettling sign.

He suddenly noticed something else and said to Demulan with surprise: "Your stutter seems to have improved!"

"Is, is it?" Demulan’s previous state of selflessness vanished in an instant, "I, I just wanted to discuss the future of France with you..."

"Time will give us the answer."

Mara unexpectedly did not want to continue this topic and turned to gesture out the window: "We probably have a lot to do recently, look, hundreds more corrupt officials have been implicated."

Demulan simply nodded silently. At this moment, an imperceptible rift had appeared between the two "flagbearers" of the Jacobins.

...

Palace of Versailles.

In the visitor’s lounge of the Crown Prince’s Bedroom Palace, more than a dozen pale-faced officials stood, almost bowing their heads to the ground, too nervous to even take a deep breath.

Joseph, with an indifferent expression, held a teacup and swept his gaze over these men, beginning to speak: "You have seen it, the citizens have been protesting outside for two days, demanding that all involved in corruption be hanged."

The officials in the room shuddered even more fiercely.

They were all those outed in court by the Count of Norfolk and others, had sought the Justice Minister, and then Brian, but were told the matter was serious and likely impossible to resolve.

Finally, Brian hinted that there was a slim chance if they turned to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so here they were, only to hear about the "gallows."

"Your Highness," the oldest among them said with a trembling voice, "we have always been loyal to His Majesty the King, for the sake of Jesus, please help us plead with His Majesty..."

Joseph glanced at his watch, feeling that he had frightened them sufficiently, and slowly said: "However, it’s also possible the Count of Norfolk was facing severe punishment and, to exonerate himself, has falsely accused you."

The officials immediately nodded as if pecking, "Yes, yes! Just like that!"

"Your Highness, truly the ’Son of Divine Favor’, saw right through their lies!"

"We’ve been framed, Your Highness, please help us clear this up."

"Thank you, Your Highness; you are as just as Jesus!"

Joseph glanced over them again and said: "I will have someone conduct a fair investigation to clear your names. Of course, this will take some time.

"In the meantime, I think you should step down temporarily to show your stance to His Majesty the King and the people."